Got defibrillated in the back of an ambulance. I had 6 or 8 caffeinated beverages over an 8 hour period which also involved a 7+ mile walk across town on an 80+ degree Fahrenheit Saturday morning. I was feelin' pretty great and thought it could use the perfect compliment, so I drove across town and bought some gray-market d9-thc gummies. I believe i took a ~25mg dosage worth of gummies. An hour later my heart rate was very high and very noticeable. I couldnt catch my breath and i had begun to panic. That's when i called for paramedics. when they arrived my heart-rate was 160 bpm and still climbing. We got in the ambulance. They applied the the pads for the AED. I was still relatively conscious when i heard the AED call out "one-eigthy." A few moments later I heard it call out "two-hundred." That's when I very suddenly jerked forward and moaned from the shock and then I felt my heart rate begin to slow a little. In the hospital we learned I was deficient in potassium which made sense given the pathology. The shock was surprisingly painless and I would recommend it if ever needed. The panic attack and the residual albeit minor case of ptsd, those I would not...
I've since learned how both substances work physiologically and while they feel like psychological polar-opposites, they have compounding effects on the heart and circulatory system. I am religious about limiting my caffeine intake now, two years later. —No more hippie speed-balls either
The most alarming thing would be self-harm stuff. The most interesting thing was working on a painting. When I got to the edge of the canvas, I started incorporating objects from around my room to extend the design. By the time I started coming down from the shrooms, the floor was wall to wall covered with objects arranged in an elaborate swirling pattern emanating out from a painting of a woman screaming with rage. After that I was able to accept my father’s death.
One time we got pretty drunk at a bar and when we called an Uber to go my friend told them to just leave and he'll pay them for the trouble, so the night went one we met a bunch of random people and went from bar to bar with a whole group of strangers until finally some legit veteran mexican gangster drove us home but not before we bought him a few bottles of fancy liquor at a safeway. The next day we woke up like did that really happen and are we on some hit list now because he said he was going to get in touch later
Stoned off my ass, decided to take a shower. Got in, water's too hot, turned the knob. Water got hotter, turned the knob the other way, water got hotter. Panicked, turned the knob hard the other way, now burning. Panicked harder, turned the knob hard the other way, water now lethally hot. Finally got my shit together, turned the water off and went to bed.
I wouldn’t say alarming but I have many stories of when I was younger and used to drink.
Fallen asleep on the last bus home and then had to get a taxi back which wasn’t cheap.
Would be an arrogant prick and call out bouncers for being pricks themselves, alarming as I should have had my shit rocked many times. I spend a year trolling one particular bouncer with slurs about his mum. Dude really wanted me out of range of the cameras.
Once got so drunk from beer pong that I walked a couple of miles home bent at 90^o forward at the hips.
Took a piss right in front of a police van and proceeded to be an arrogant prick to them when they asked why I would do it there.
Stumbled backwards onto the tube tracks as a train was approaching. Only thing that saved me was my mate who grabbed my collar and hauled me back onto the platform as I was mid fall.
